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"The face of the operation is Briatore (referred to exclusively in the film by his colleagues and angry, chanting detractors as "Flavio"), an anthropomorphic radish who spends most of his time at QPR plotting to fire all of the managers."

At press time, Harbaugh had sent Michigan’s athletic department an envelope containing a heavily annotated seating chart, a list of the 63,000 seat views he had found unsatisfactory, and a glowing 70-page report on section 25, row 12, seat 9, which he claimed is “exactly what the great sport of football is all about.”

My wife, my daughters 13, 10 and 5 and I loved "Hop" it is hysterical. I guess you have to like British humor to enjoy it. I didn't want to see it but I went for the family unity thing and enjoyed it thoroughly.

It is not even comparable. The guy who writes for the Dayton newspaper is more lame.

The mods at GBMW provide good information, it just might not be well written. The mods and posters their take little jabs at the old staff, but they don't/didn't ruin kids opportunity to announce a big decision.

Greetings from Bolivia.

"It's special how the real true people hang together. And if you don't support the program you're not a true Michigan guy. It's that simple." - Gary Moeller

Good point but I am going to argue the other side just for fun. GBMW gives some insider information with a heavy twist of agenda. They hate everything and anything brought in by the former coaching staff, so much so that their information becomes unreliable. Shitting on Denard and Molk to support their flawed arguements isn't much better than ruining a kid's announcement.

I had a real problem with the poster giving Gallon crap about being a "RR type" player. I guess its fine if you had an issue with the old staff, but it is not cool to drag players through the mud who did nothing, but give their all for Michigan.

Greetings from Bolivia.

"It's special how the real true people hang together. And if you don't support the program you're not a true Michigan guy. It's that simple." - Gary Moeller

Did you feel the same way when everyone around here (and to some extent, still do) was blaming the staff before Rich for all the problems of the world he inherited, and hearing how modern and cool things were now? Was it as icky?

While we're here, let's get to know each other. What are you're opinions on wearing a coat to a bar in the dead of winter. On the one hand, it is fucking cold walking around, especially if you have to wait in line outside. On the other hand, most bars are grossly hot and sweaty on the inside. So you have to use coat-check, which costs money. Also, coat-check is a giant pain in the ass when it's time to leave, there's usually a line, and the you have to tip the person getting your coat. The only other option is to leave your coat sitting somewhere, which is risky unless you stay in the same spot all night.

What are your thoughts on this incredibly important issue, especially in these tough economic times. I usually leave the coat at home and tough it out. People say I'm nuts, but who's laughing when we get inside and they start sweating like a non-legacy applying to Yale.

My strategy is to leave the coat at home and wear something mildly warm, but at the same time won't make me sweat my balls off while inside. My personal favorite is a cartigan.But after a few shots, and/or beers I become immune to the weather, and get that warm and tingly feeling and the apparel becomes irrelevant. Just my humble and honest opinion.

Some fine answers from you gentleman. It definitely depends on your overall plans. Something else to consider is that if you have your coat, it's an excellent move to offer up to a girl you're hoping to court. That is, if you already know her and have been putting in work. You can't break the ice with a jacket offering, that's creepy.

Common mistake I always made was to keep crap in the pockets: receipts, etc.

Also, how cold we talking here? I think a lot depends on the tolerance you have for cold too. I think the best way to gauge this is where in the middle of the walk you'll start to regret not wearing it.

I have an internal debate about the acceptable temperature and weather conditions for wearing or not wearing a coat everytime I head out to the bar in the winter. Am I being a puss? Is it really that cold? How drunk am I? Should I just drink more until I can't feel cold? It's exhausting.

I hate the coat check. If I get more than a little drunk, I end up leaving the damn thing there on my way to a cab anyway. Plus, it's irritating as balls to give money to the girl that gives you a bitchy looks as she hands your jacket over to you.

As you state, this is an incredibly important issue and we should probably discuss it at length.

I haven't found many good solutions. I've started wearing more blazers/sport jackets which sort of helps but sometimes that's just as hot as wearing a winter jacket. We need a solution.

On an unrelated note, bought Blue Mountain State season 1 on dvd tonight. I've seen a few episodes before, but if there are any immature sports comedy fans out there, this is better than I remember. (w00t: I think I saw BMS on Netflix on-demand if you have a subscription)

I am against wearing my coat at the bar. I am always hot. So no, I wouldn't consider it part of the "outfit".

I also feel like a bitch using the word outfit. I try, at all costs, to avoid using that word when discussing what I will wear for some weird reason. The images that cross my mind when I think of outfit are of stuff like this:

I'm not really a sportcoat or fancy guy. I tend to stick with classic, logo-less clothing . So I'm talking about a real coat when I ask the question. As far as temperature goes, I'm talking around freezing level. If it's only a little bit cold then there is no need for debate.

I was once in the "bring it with you" camp, coat check or no coat check. I was under the misguided and naïve impression that people were generally good and wouldn't steal my coat. I mean, come on, who steals a used coat from a bar? So, I walked into Rick's American Cafe on a cold January night without even a smidgen of a doubt that I would leave there both incredibly intoxicated and sufficiently warm. But alas, much to my chagrin only one of those things occured. I even tied it to a fucking stool in the back corner. Needless to say, unless I'm walking 10 miles through a blizzard the coat stays at home. And really, if its THAT cold, heat up some cider, put some rum in it and call it good. Who knows, maybe my mistake was in going to Rick's.